|. . . New Hampshire|
|. . . 2001-06-01|
My Life of Crime (linked with the proviso that "State & Local" governments are clearly more villainous than "Big" government)
|. . . 2001-07-20|
Beth Rust must have, at some pre-Web point, told me about the Nutshell Studies of Unexplained Death, the deduction workouts constructed by her fellow New Hampshirt Frances Glessner Lee, but Juliet Clark sent me a reminder yesterday. What a lost killer app for QuickTime VR....
+ + +Whenever I see "Live Free or Die" on a license plate, I think of a gluetrapped rat gnawing off its own foot.
|. . . 2001-10-10|
If I knew how to send email to misterpants, I would certainly call the Purity Supreme supermarket chain to his attention. The Purity Supreme in Nashua, New Hampshire, used to have special "Singles Nights" where Nashuan bachelors were supposed to cruise the aisles with their sporty shopping carts. I wonder if they still do that.
|. . . 2002-08-23|
Movie Comments Comment
So many folks boiling over with critical insight and political acumen! And post-movie Q&A sessions provide an irresistable opportunity to lance those boils.
Lots of great Qs here, including "Does the director know Martin Scorsese? Because [long demonstration that if you've never seen a Cassavetes movie, you'll think that anything with talkative city dwellers is ripping off Scorsese]" and the always popular "How much did it cost?" (Wrong answer, guessed at by the hapless host of the evening: "I'm not sure -- one point five million?" Right answer: $80,000.)
Best of show:
"You always hear about how African-Americans have absent fathers and single-parent families. But that didn't seem to be a problem in this film. So I can't help wondering: Just what is the real story here?"Which reminded me of someone at DEC who was talking about some political dispute in the news and concluded, "How can black people expect to get anywhere? They can't even agree on a candidate!" Except that guy at least had the excuse of being from New Hampshire and I at least got the relief of answering him. At Pixar, I was the guest of a nonprofit institution hoping to impress potential donors, so decorum was called for. And was maintained by my companion hustling me the fuck out of there.
1985. Pedro Almodóvar's first movie in the States. Disgruntled director on stage, dressed to the nines and stoned to the gills. An extremely wealthy, old, and frail-looking lady in the audience, with a grandmotherly smile:
"You wouldn't have been able to do this when General Franco was in charge, would you?"... I have nothing to add to that.
A young academic male:
"Paradoxically, though, I feel that [artifact] actually is subversive in a way, since [earnest explication of some detail of the artifact]..."This may be unheimlichly gauche of me to admit, but not all pleasures are, strictly speaking, subversive.
For example, you know that warm feeling you get from someone agreeing with you? Or when you feel clever for working something out? Well, that's not actually called subversion.
In fact, as a fellow comfortable guy, I'd say that the only context in which it makes sense for a comfortable guy to apply the word "subversive" to anything is when he's trying to have it banned.
|. . . 2002-12-20|
A mighty Fortean is our God
Our treasured Nashuan correspondent forwards this item from the Telegraph:
An elderly man suffered first- and second-degree burns when his back mysteriously caught fire as he drove on Amherst Road on Wednesday night.
The unidentified man smelled smoke and felt a burning sensation on his back about 6 p.m. and pulled over at the intersection of Amherst Road and Davidson Avenue, where he was assisted by a passing motorist, fire officials said.
Neither the man, who was believed to be about 75, nor his car were still aflame when police and fire officials arrived.
He was taken by Merrimack Fire Rescue to St. Joseph Hospital in Nashua, where he was treated for burns over about 9 percent of his back and released.
All three layers of clothing on his back were burned, and the car seat sustained minor damage, said Merrimack Fire Lt. Charles Smith.
Smith said he couldn't recall any similar incidents in Merrimack in the past.
|. . . 2013-01-13|
Commuting, the sentence.
drowned the rock salt:
It's not, it's not, it's not my fault.
"I feel like I've lived inside a box." Which is occasionally shaken, swabbed by oily slabs of fingertips.
I would like to become a better mouse.
"To look forward to the next month or season is to be impatient for one's own death. This is natural, since the elements trapped with the soul long to return to their former state."
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